I'm losing every bit of courage
You left me with a rage
How do you expect the pain to submerge
I'm neither a saint nor sage.


You were my north star
Shining through the thick
You were my herb tar
Curing me, when I'm sick


I've been patient all along
I've endured the pain life long
My story is the saddest song
Sung with the beat of thorns on thong.


My dreams are deception
What happened to me seems abdication
With untidy water, is my ablution
I'm a soul now self neglecting, performing self reflection.

Neither a saint
Nor a sage
Just a soul patient
All his age
A reflector, with pain as wage
Thrown after use,like a bandage.

Neither a saint nor sage.
Decades of pain as age.

Purified by the tears
The wanderings alone throughout years
I'm a mountain of wisdom
Awaiting to be known
I'm neither a saint nor sage
But a dervish unknown.

I stumble, I fall
I cry or ask
In a shriek or melody
Surviving seems the task
Torn clothes broken body


Million eyes passing by me
Ignoring the wet eyes
Asking for some mercy, for glee
A glace on me
The kindest heart flies


Sharing one room
But left for doom
By fellow humans
I feel like an abandoned groom


The strange stares
Eyes telling no one cares
Sitting walking and dancing for dimes
They throw rocks and curse at times

Asking for food
From any hood
Will do no good
You can get it sometimes
Depends on mood

Seldom they think
About the fellows in misery
Frequently they blink
Before watering the rosery


Knowing the fact
I have an ugly face
Still my tension intact
What am I doing in this race


To them I'm a runner with no legs
Neglected like I'm a rich guy who begs

Wishing they knew my condition
So to my misery there's no addition
I guess they don't know hunger
If they did my asking food wouldn't bring them anger


I'm always trying to lend a helping hand
But they think I'm begging, there eyes filled with sand
I'm a test for them from the Lord
He's seeing which of the believers will accord
To his teachings and orders
And win the fight at borders
The borders of humanity and Animals
The borders of nature and chemicals


I'm a beggar in the streets
Walking and talking to myself
I'm lost in this ruthless world
Homeless hoping for a stranger
To pass me a smile
Talk to me for a while


The deepest secret will now I reveal
Money is the last thing a beggar begs for
I can go on without a two day meal
Even animals get food
That's no big deal

The untold wishes of a beggar never unfolds
He's begging for love, for friends, for happiness
Not courageous enough for this secret to be told
Your passing smile or a small talk can lend the courageousness
For a beggar to unveil
What he actually begs for....

Matter of fire
Behind mask of a pious
With a wicked desire
Playing Abstentious


Flooded with pride
Hiding ungodly side
Hellish and holy alongside
Desire of realm, he couldn't hide


Adam was created
Devil's dream cremated
Bow to Adam, Lord stated
Devil's pride didn't Prostrated


Lucifer stood bold
Self burning, heart cold
Envy took hold

Million years worship still malicious
Slowly unveiling the mask of pious


How can I, a being of fire
Bow to a being created by earth?
How can I, whom angels admire
Prostrate to one, you just gave birth.


Replied the Holy wise
In his calm voice
I was all aware, of your hidden vice
How could your wickedness be revealed otherwise?


It's neither about worshipping
Nor about the praise
Obedience is the true thing
Saint's secret in one phrase


Knowing that his plan was all now ruined
But in the picture of universe he stayed tuned..
Asked the Lord, what do I get for all the worship
You say you always reward for someone's effort
I know I'm ******, away from Noah's ship


Ask what you may, it'll be granted
Said the mighty Lord
To what I say, I always accord


He asked for a life, extending to the end day
So he could deceive Adam & his sons
And to hell with Adam hey could sway
But not just Adam, but the coming billions


Said the Lord, do what you may
Leave heaven, on earth you can stay
With my creation games you can play
But the believers, you can't take them away.


Enemy of Adam is now free

Rooted by holy and evil, a tree

Stinging with providing honey a bee.

Let's find a song
To sing it along
Because the ride is long
And brothers are meant to
Live and die along


What makes you stronger than a brothers support?
A love profound, creating a diamond fort
What's truer than a brothers love?
In the black night, shining a star above
What's more valuable than a brothers smile?
A paradise, a gift, dream granted for a while.
What's more saddening than a brothers frown?
To replace that, selling the dearest crown

Let's join our hands
To all the havoc that lands
Stay faithful till our last breath
A promise unbroken by death


Let's find a song
To sing it along
Because the ride is long
And brothers are meant to
Live and die along

I talk of love
And love I hear
I walk towards love
And loves always there.


I sing of love
In love I drown
Love I find above
Love I find down



Of love I think.
In love I blink.
And in love I sink.
About love I ink.

I live in a vortex of mystery.
With shadows of the Cresent moon.
Riding my ride to an unknown tune
whirling towards sand dune.

I cover myself in the sand
Sometimes I uncover, and walk on land
I see the horrors, the soul in pain
A brother by a brother slain

I see lives ending themselves
Thinking who would hurt thyself

Was not this cruel journey enough
To trouble you, breaking the most tough.


I see greed is now a holy Creed
There's only thyself to feed
A word forgotten, good deed?
To soul, to truth they don't heed.


Questioning myself what is this place
After all the struggle, there's no happy face
They bounce they run, and die keeping up the pace
Still at the end no one wins this race


Everything will end
The strongest of prides will bend
Your money not will a hand lend
A truth, a destiny no one will wend
When death comes, and takes your hand
And you'll be a property of unvisited sand.

I live in a vortex of misery.

The thoughts of the passed world
Rule my present world
Thoughts of the future
Also paint my present culture...

Therefore the present seems
As it is stuck inside realms
Of the passed and the arriving
Repeatedly glassed still thriving...

Present a blend of future and past
Present will turn to past so fast
Which makes the past
A blend of future and present at last
The past remains always present.

I wondered why past never leaves
It's always there in the night eve's

So I see the past
Is always future and present
It never leaves at any cost
It's all the happenings and all that's meant.